"Twelve phantom rhythms, five-tone non-music, blissful rhyme, thousands of magic sounds. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" muttered, Donghuang Taiyi opened the phantom sound treasure box that flew into his hand.

After the Phantom Sound Treasure Box was opened, the exquisite miniature pagoda inside unfolded layer by layer, and the ethereal music also sounded.

"Our Yin and Yang family has been looking for the Phantom Sound Treasure Box for so long for several generations, but I didn't expect it to be in the Mo family. The moon god couldn't help but sigh.

"Such beautiful music, is it the devil or the Tao? ”

"In this last days, what kind of requiem song will it play for all beings in the world?"

Donghuang Tai looked at the phantom sound treasure box in his hand, and he seemed to be thoughtful.

"Stand down, you guys." After a moment of silence, the Eastern Emperor suddenly issued an eviction order.

……

In the Little Sage Village, the twilight was getting thicker, and Xu Yuan was still a little bored and wandering.

As for his good friend Shaoyu, Xu Yuan was really annoyed and got rid of him.

Eh, it seems that something terrible is about to happen! Xu Yuan's eyes were suddenly attracted by a group of people.

"Hurry up, are you deaf!"

"Hurry up and be honest, or I'll send you to the government!"

"Hurry up and be honest, you're dumb!"

Not far ahead, a group of Confucian disciples were surrounding a person, and they were constantly embarrassing the rather thin figure who was surrounded in the center.

The scolding of the Confucian disciples clearly reached Xu Yuan's ears, and the thin figure surrounded in the center had already been recognized by Xu Yuan......

The corners of Xu Yuan's mouth pulled a trace of arc, if anyone looked closely, they would find that Xu Yuan's smile at the moment was like a lion who had violated his territory, cruel and tyrannical.

That's right, the thin figure surrounded in front of him is Shi Lan.

Xu Yuan is a very paranoid person, there are many things, once he identifies it, then he will never let go.

Who wouldn't want to possess something beautiful? Even if you can't take possession of it, you must definitely protect it, and protect it so that no one else will desecrate it.

Xu Yuan didn't think there were many things, and there might be only a handful of them. Freedom, Heart...... As for the identified person, it seems that it is really difficult to find it in real life.

But unfortunately, although it is difficult to find in real life, there are many more in the second dimension, and the thin figure who is surrounded by everyone in the center is one of them.

So......

"What do you want?" dodged in front of Shi Lan, and Xu Yuan's mouth spat out a cold and arrogant sentence.

Everyone glanced at Xu Yuan, who was not too tall, and there was some fear in their eyes. In the past few days, they have suffered a lot at the hands of this new face called Ziyuan.

was beaten mercilessly in the swordsmanship class...... The pain was heart-wrenching.

Crisp and neat, without dragging the mud and water, and ruthless, this is Xu Yuan's performance in the swordsmanship class.

may be to test the skills of this legendary Jing Xu Yuan, Zhang Liang, who happens to be in charge of the swordsmanship class, has not picked Xu Yuan to conduct swordsmanship drills. It doesn't matter if Zhang Liang is tempted, it is the Confucian disciples who are suffering from the catastrophe.

From one-on-one, one-on-two, to one-on-four, one-on-eight...... The result was the same every time, that is, all the Confucian disciples were knocked to the ground and screamed.

Fortunately, wooden swords were used in swordsmanship classes, otherwise these Confucian disciples would have died hundreds of times in ancient and modern times.

Of course, if he really wants to take the lives of these people, even if he uses a wooden sword, Xu Yuan can do it. It's just that these people didn't provoke Xu Yuan except that they seemed to be more pretentious, so Xu Yuan didn't have too much of a heavy hand. Most...... That is, to temporarily lose their combat effectiveness or something.

At this time, the Confucian disciples recalled the fear of being dominated by the big boss Xu Yuan in the swordsmanship class.

Glancing at the people behind him, the leader Zimu was a little bold, and said boldly, "Do you know who is behind you?"

And after Zimu said this, the few people behind him also had a little more confidence, after all, they were taking advantage of it, right? Could this Ziyuan still beat them up without saying anything?

It's a pity that they are too naïve, and Xu Yuan doesn't play cards according to the routine at all.

"I don't want to know who she is, I just know that it makes me very unhappy that you are so aggressive!" Looking coldly at the aggressive group of Confucian disciples, Xu Yuan took Shi Lanrou's boneless little hand behind him.

"You...... You ......" Zimu, who had a fat face, was suddenly speechless.

He made a point, I was speechless.

"He's a Confucian spy sent by the Yin and Yang Family!" Seeing Zimu speechless for a moment, a Confucian disciple behind him suddenly said loudly.

"Yes, he's a spy of the Yin and Yang family!" Zimu seemed to regain his senses and began to shout loudly.

"That's it!"

"He's a spy! A group of Confucian disciples began to make a fool of themselves.

"Oh, are you done, you can get out of here!" Xu Yuan's face was covered with frost, and his face was cold.

Act recklessly. What if there is a mistake? What is a mistake?

…… In this world, there is never a right or wrong, there is a ...... It's just strong and weak.

If you are strong enough to have absolute power and have enough right to speak, then ...... No one can say you're wrong.

At this moment, with this group of scum with a combat strength of no more than five, they can't shake Xu Yuan for half a point. But they still think they have something to rely on to make trouble...... That's fun.

Under Xu Yuan's angry reprimand, a group of Confucian disciples were so frightened by Xu Yuan that they retreated several steps in a row.

"Zimu, we have the support of our masters, and this kid is not reasonable, why is he so arrogant!" a tall and thin Confucian disciple whispered in Zimu's ear.

Xu Yuan's hearing is different from ordinary people, and he naturally hears this sentence clearly.

Hearing this, Zimu seems to have confidence again.

"What kind of fierce are you! Don't think that you can be arrogant if you are a little more powerful in swordsmanship!" After gaining confidence, Zimu's voice also raised a little.

Glancing coldly at the little fat man Zimu who was strong on the outside and the tall thin disciple who had a bad idea, the corners of Xu Yuan's mouth hooked up a little arc, it seemed that there was no way to be good. That's fine, I'll accompany you...... Have fun.

Zimu was a little numb by Xu Yuan, he would not forget the painful lesson in the swordsmanship class, and for a while, he had a slight retreat in his heart.

But at this time, he found that the plain and cold Ziyuan actually smiled kindly.

"What about you...... What do you want?" the corners of Xu Yuan's mouth hooked a subtle arc, and under the seemingly kind smile, there seemed to be something hidden that he couldn't understand.